Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. Only the plot.
A/N: I'll update after 5 reveiws. Happy reading!
The bright summer sun reflected in the eyes of Marcia Brady. Her blonde hair was streaked with golden streaks. Her boyfriend was going to pick her up in 15 minutes. They had a date. Boy, Marcia thought I hope Keith likes my tan. The bus pulled up and Marcia climbed in.
"Hi Keith." Marcia said. "Do you like my tan? What about my hair?"
"I love everything about you! Are you coming to my show tonight? I'll want my best girl there, and you are her!"
"Oh Keith!" Marcia said, blushing.
The screaming girls never bothered Marcia what did bother her was the guys that came on to her. It bothered Keith too, but he never let Marcia know. the line up of songs were the same, but the costumes Keith wore made him look so good.
"Now," Keith said "This is a song I wrote for my girlfriend, Marcia."
Marcia blushed and girls had tears running down their faces. As the instruments began to play, Marcia inched closer to the stage and Keith began to sing, "Cherish is the word I use to describe..." Marcia felt her cheeks getting hot and her palms sweaty. Her heart beat fast and she listened closely. Her vision was cloudy from tears, her mouth dry. As the last chords faded girls screamed. Keith smiled his bright smile and took a bow.
Tears welled up in Marcia's eyes and her polyester shirt became drenched in them. she went right up on stage and gave Keith a big kiss in front of all his screaming fans. This, Marcia thought, is going in my diary right next to Desi Arnez, Jr!
"You were great!" Marcia told Keith later at dinner.
"Thanks, did you like the song?"
"Yes, it was so groovy! You are so much better than Davy Jones!"
at home, Keith went upstairs to his room and began working on a new song. He was just finishing the chorus when there was a knock on his door. "Keith, it's mom, can I come in?"
"Sure mom"
Mrs. Partridge walked in and sat delicately on the bed. She crossed her slim legs and stared at the music on the stand. "Keith" She said after a while "You and this Brady girl are awfully serious, so serious that you haven't thought about college. Do you want to go?"
"Well sure mom, but not yet. Marcia and I want to settle down first." Keith said with a sly smile.
"Settle down? Keith, you are only 18. What about college and a career?"
"mom, I was joking, anyway, I'm almost 19 and I have a career. I'm a singer."
"You can't do that forever, you need a backup."
"Mom, I have a back-up! I could be a film maker, my movie was a big hit."
"well Keith, you think this over. Good night honey."
"Good night" Keith bent over and gave his mother a kiss and led her out of the room.
The bright summer sun reflected in the eyes of Marcia Brady. Her blonde hair was streaked with golden streaks. Her boyfriend was going to pick her up in 15 minutes. They had a date. Boy, Marcia thought I hope Keith likes my tan. The bus pulled up and Marcia climbed in.
"Hi Keith." Marcia said. "Do you like my tan? What about my hair?"
"I love everything about you! Are you coming to my show tonight? I'll want my best girl there, and you are her!"
"Oh Keith!" Marcia said, blushing.
The screaming girls never bothered Marcia what did bother her was the guys that came on to her. It bothered Keith too, but he never let Marcia know. the line up of songs were the same, but the costumes Keith wore made him look so good.
"Now," Keith said "This is a song I wrote for my girlfriend, Marcia."
Marcia blushed and girls had tears running down their faces. As the instruments began to play, Marcia inched closer to the stage and Keith began to sing, "Cherish is the word I use to describe..." Marcia felt her cheeks getting hot and her palms sweaty. Her heart beat fast and she listened closely. Her vision was cloudy from tears, her mouth dry. As the last chords faded girls screamed. Keith smiled his bright smile and took a bow.
Tears welled up in Marcia's eyes and her polyester shirt became drenched in them. she went right up on stage and gave Keith a big kiss in front of all his screaming fans. This, Marcia thought, is going in my diary right next to Desi Arnez, Jr!
"You were great!" Marcia told Keith later at dinner.
"Thanks, did you like the song?"
"Yes, it was so groovy! You are so much better than Davy Jones!"
at home, Keith went upstairs to his room and began working on a new song. He was just finishing the chorus when there was a knock on his door. "Keith, it's mom, can I come in?"
"Sure mom"
Mrs. Partridge walked in and sat delicately on the bed. She crossed her slim legs and stared at the music on the stand. "Keith" She said after a while "You and this Brady girl are awfully serious, so serious that you haven't thought about college. Do you want to go?"
"Well sure mom, but not yet. Marcia and I want to settle down first." Keith said with a sly smile.
"Settle down? Keith, you are only 18. What about college and a career?"
"mom, I was joking, anyway, I'm almost 19 and I have a career. I'm a singer."
"You can't do that forever, you need a backup."
"Mom, I have a back-up! I could be a film maker, my movie was a big hit."
"well Keith, you think this over. Good night honey."
"Good night" Keith bent over and gave his mother a kiss and led her out of the room.